July 22, 2013
It's Monday. It starts now. That switch I've been meaning to turn off. It will stop a lot of things and will hopefully start good ones. I am looking forward to a time in the future when we will see each other again and we will feel nothing or something, smile and keep walking -- knowing that the time for us to have done something has already passed and there is nothing we can do to go back there. I keep wishing for Christmas. Or any excuse to feel happy, or pretend to be happy, or pretend to be okay, somehow.